A review by jodiwilldare
The Lathe of Heaven by Ursula K. Le Guin

3.0

Had my Rock & Roll Bookclub not chosen The Lathe of Heaven as its May book I would have never read it. Science Fiction, or as the cool kids call it, Speculative Fiction has never been my thing. Aliens, dragons, spaceships, wizards, knights — none of it appeals to me in the least, not even when I was a kid.

So I approached The Lathe of Heaven with a little bit of trepidation. I did not protest it’s nomination for May book, because when I asked the R&R Bookclubbers what books they remember loving as a kid it was the first title to pop out of Wolfdogg’s mouth. Plus, you know, it’s only like 186 pages.

I have a new reason for disliking Science Fiction after reading this book. It hurts my brain. Seriously, Ursula K. LeGuin’s novel about dreams and reality messed me up, and it was kind of awesome. I like when a book infects your entire life because it makes you think all the time.

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